"Ah~~~~~~ah~~~~~~~ah~~~~~~~" In JYP's practice room, Han Quanyou is practicing pronunciation according to the request of Teacher Yoon Jung-woo.

"OK~fire, take a break." An hour later, Yoon Jung-woo smiled very kindly and said to Han Quanyou.

"Yes teacher!" Han Quanyou replied respectfully, then walked to the sofa next to the wall of the practice room, and began to gulp water.

Thinking of the situation an hour ago, Han Kwon Woo shuddered. It turned out that Han Quanyou had just met Yin Zhengyu, and Yin Zhengyu asked Han Quanyou to sing a song casually, wanting to see what level Han Quanyou's singing strength was.

Due to the purpose of dancing for GOD during this time, the "Road" of GOD Etude can be said to be the song that Han Kwonwoo is most familiar with. However, when Han Quanyou sang "Road" for less than half a minute, he was ruthlessly interrupted by Yoon Jung-woo.

Lack of confidence, no falsetto, and unnatural rhythm changes A large number of professional terms rushed out of Yin Zhengyu's mouth, and Han Quanyou, who was hit, almost lost confidence.

It is precisely because of this that Han Quanyou was brought to the practice room by Yin Zhengyu and began to practice the most basic and simple pronunciation.

"Fire, if you still want to be a singer, if you still want to sing, I don't recommend that you gulp water like this now."

Uh~ After listening to Yin Zhengyu's words, although Han Quanyou didn't understand what it meant, he also knew that Yin Zhengyu was very opposed to drinking water like this now. Although his throat was very dry, after thinking about it, there was still no need to offend the old-fashioned old man in front of him for a momentary pleasure, so he had no choice but to put the water bottle aside, do it quietly, and continue to wait for Yin Zhengyu's guidance.

"Hey~fire! I didn't mean to fix you, I also know that you are only practicing your pronunciation now, and your voice must be very dry, but I have to stop you from doing this, it will not do your voice any good if you do it. Seeing Han Quanyou sitting honestly, Yin Zhengyu shook his head helplessly and said.

"It's okay teacher, I know you're doing this for my good. I don't really trust people when it comes to dancing, but I'm really not familiar with singing, and you're an expert at that, so you're right. ”

A small sycophant patted over, although he had heard many people compliment himself for a long time, but as a singing expert, he heard that he was an expert in this field, although this is a fact, he was already numb to listening to such words, but Yin Zhengyu still nodded happily, and his originally gloomy face also showed a smile.

"Speaking of dancing, I just remembered, fire, your dancing is really good, it can be said to be top-notch. I also watched yesterday's popular ballad, and your dance was really good, and I was surprised at the time, when did our company have such a great trainee. It stands to reason that you can dance as difficult as yesterday, which requires a lot of physical fitness, so you should have a lot of confidence. Your singing now makes people feel unconfident, but also because you haven't trained well, I believe you want you to keep practicing hard, which is not a problem for you. ”

"As for falsetto, as long as you do a good job of pronunciation practice, falsetto will naturally be able to come out easily. Yes, this tempo shift is a real problem, and it looks like I'm going to have to scratch my head and think about what to do. ”

"Thank you, teacher." Han Quanyou hurriedly got up from the sofa and said with a respectful bow to Yin Zhengyu.

"Hehe~ It's not a big deal, after all, my job is to do this, and if your career as an artist can be smooth sailing in the future, I will be happy." I have to say that as long as he leaves the singing aspect, Yin Zhengyu is definitely a kind old man.

"Ah~~~~~~~~h~~~~~~~~h According to Yin Zhengyu's guidance, throughout the afternoon, Han Quanyou kept practicing pronunciation, and when Yin Zhengyu said to rest, Han Quanyou suddenly lay exhausted on the sofa in the practice room, panting heavily.

Due to the whole day of pronunciation practice, Han Quanyou only felt that his throat was particularly dry, and even when he was panting, he clearly felt that when the air entered his throat from his mouth, his throat felt as painful and uncomfortable as a knife.

After resting for more than ten minutes and regaining a little strength, Han Quanyou stood up and prepared to go back with Rain.

However, Rain had already gone to record the MV of the new album at this time, and he was not in the company, so Han Kwonwoo could only go back by himself. However, just as Han Kwon-woo was about to leave, he was called to Park Jin-young's office by the staff again.

"Kwon Woo, I'd like to hear your thoughts, what kind of music do you think you should choose for your new album?" Sitting in a chair, Park Jin-young asked.

"En~ President, I think it's better to choose songs with a fast rhythm, after all, this style of music is very suitable for me to dance, so it won't waste my dance. At the same time, I'm still young, and the songs that are hot and popular can also be said to represent youth and vitality. Han Quanyou thought about it carefully and said what he thought.

"Well~ Your idea is very good, similar to what I thought. But I think it's okay to add a little bit of sadness so that your dance can be loved by the male fans, and the song can be loved by the female fans. Park Jin-young continued to add after listening to Han Kwon-woo's words.

"Well~ that's the best!" Hearing Park Jin-young's proposal, Han Kwon-woo agreed without any hesitation. Can you disagree, people are bosses, what can you say? Even if Park Jin-young is not the boss, don't forget that Park Jin-young is not only the boss of JYP, but also a singer, a legendary singer who has experienced many ups and downs, and has created many classic songs himself, so he naturally has his own unique views and understanding of songs and genres.

What's more, Park Zhenrong's proposal is really good, after all, he is handsome, if he sings one or two more high-quality sad songs, he will naturally harvest the tears of countless female fans. As a man, he doesn't have much hope for the number of male fans, so he can only focus on the group of female fans.

This is a simple and true truth. In any corner of the world, in general, male singers and female fans are definitely the majority, and female singers are naturally male fans.

Of course, if you can achieve the same level of achievement as Mike Jackson, there is no need to care about male and female fans.

"Alright, let's listen to the music first!" After speaking, Park Zhenrong turned on his computer, and instantly there was a lot of complicated and chaotic music from the computer, and there was no rhythmic music.

This music is obviously a gibberish sound, (an unformed song) created by Park Jin-young who has nothing to do in normal times, and then from these complex and chaotic syllables, he slowly adds his own mood, style, and purpose, and gradually sorts out the rhythm, so that a new song can be formed.

Of course, it's not that this paragraph is not a little rhythmic, sometimes a short paragraph because the rhythm is still good, from which you can feel that when Park Jin-young was creating, a trace of inspiration suddenly appeared, so I wrote it down.

Or it won't be long before Park Jin-young can use such a short rhythm as the back and melody to create a good song with his own strength.

"How's that, what's in mind?" The song is not long, only a short ten minutes, and when the mess is over, Park Jin-young looks at Han Kwon-woo and asks.

"Uh~ President, I don't know what to say, the music is so chaotic that I haven't heard it clearly in many places." Han Quanyou replied honestly.

"Hehe~ It doesn't matter, we're not in a hurry. Okay, that's all for today, your throat is also sandy, go back and pay attention to protect your throat, go back and rest first, tomorrow you have to practice. Park Zhenrong smiled, waved his hand and said indifferently.

"Well~ then the president, I'll go first." Hearing Park Jin-young's words, Han Kwon-woo reacted, and after a whole day of pronunciation practice, his voice became hoarse.

"En~ Go ahead!"

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